Chapter 883 Hundred Ghosts Walking Night (24)
When the fat figure stood in front of the little ghost, the little ghost with a mess of memory did not recognize who the person was, but felt that the other party was a little familiar.
"Big brother...Who are you?" The young Hirata Inuyama raised her head and looked at the figure.
"Tsk, you are not a cute loli!" Ajian punched Hirata Inuyama in the head: "I hate you like the runny little ghost and other Lord Ajian the most! My figure is not your toy... No, now is not the time to talk about this, so wake me up! Inuyama."
This punch has excellent effect. Although the pain is insignificant in the current feeling of Inuyama Heita, it does give him a wake-up call. Memories pour in instantly remind him of real memories.
"Mr. Ajian!" Inuyama Heita widened his eyes. The negative emotions were still eroding his cognition. He didn't know when he would sink again. These emotions were extremely fierce. Sometimes even if he knew what to do was right, he still couldn't get rid of them and could only try his best to restrain them.
Ajian quickly said: "Inuyama, that woman has too much despair. If it were ordinary people who had these despairs, they would have committed suicide. But she lacked the accumulation of despair from others. Now you are like fighting the despair of countless people with one person. Whatever you want to completely absorb the despair in her body is completely joking."
"I understand." Inuyama Heita was a little depressed: "I used to think that after experiencing so many things, as a human being, I could withstand her despair, but now it seems completely impossible. Compared to human beings' ability to withstand, she is simply... [monster]!"
As my thinking became clear, Inuyama Hei, who knew the current situation, became more and more desperate: "I am too naive and I actually thought I could confront her head on. I am just a newcomer who has just entered the industry for less than two years, but she is a top-notch existence among spiritual masters..."
The despair was boundless, and Inuyama Hirata suddenly felt that it was a good thing to sink into a nightmare just now, and the sober reality made him depressed.
"I have forced hope to do that. I didn't expect that I would fall here." Inuyama Heita smiled bitterly and said, "Mr. Ajian, don't stop those desperate forces from me anymore. If this continues, we will disappear. You should go back to Jade Perry. Maybe if I am still alive in the future, Brother Yi and the others will find a way to save me."
He knew that even as the Wugui Spirit, the negative energy that Ajian could absorb was still limited, and it was impossible to create a chance for counterattack for them. If he persisted so hard, he would just resist stubbornly.
"But you know that this situation is impossible." A Jian became serious abnormally: "There is only one result of your failure, that is, mental collapse, despair, and finally, he committed suicide with that woman, becoming the enemy's nourishment."
"But I have no choice! Mr. Ajian!" Inuyama Hei too shouted in despair: "The gap between me and her is too big. I didn't recognize the reality at all. The one who can't beat her is that I'm too stupid..."
Seeing that Inuyama Hirata's will to resist was about to disappear and he returned to his previous cowardly state, Ajian said, "There is a way."
"Eh?" Inuyama Heita was stunned and looked at Ajian: "What did you say just now?"
"I said, there is a way." Ajian no longer smiled at this time. He was very serious: "Absolutely, never give up, Inuyama."
Hirata Inuyama looked at Ajian's serious face and thought of a possibility. He was a little unbelievable: "Mr. Ajian, what you said...is..."
"That's right, I'm the one." In the darkness, MR Sato slowly walked out, and he still had the philandering smile.
MR Sato's appearance made Inuyama Heita understand what Ajian said was the method.
"No, Mr. Ajian!" Inuyama Heita said in a panic: "Do you want..."
"There is nothing wrong." Ajian interrupted him: "This is the only way now. Inuyama, only the power of MR Sato can compete with Chizuru, Akihiro, he is not our enemy, and things have been very clear from the beginning. The reason why MR Sato did not help is because the benefits we gave are not enough... In other words, it is a sacrifice. After all, he is also the incarnation of ghosts born from urban legends." Ajian showed a proud and proud smile and pointed at himself with his thumb: "And I, after all, are [Wuqie Spirit]. It seems to be of high value among spiritual masters, and is qualified to be a sacrifice. I didn't expect that I was disliked before my death, but my value increased greatly after my death. It was really a surprise."
"No!" Inuyama Hirata immediately refused, without thinking.
MR Sato said with a smile: "Inuyama, this is not something you can decide. Whether it is OK depends on the person involved~"
"MR Sato!" Inuyama Heita could not accept this result: "If you need a sacrifice, you can pick the things on me! My soul and everything about me can be given to you. Why do you need a useless otaku like Mr. Ajian! He can eat and be naughty, and he is lazy every time he works, and he is useless at all!"
"Hey!" Ajian was dissatisfied: "It's too rude!"
MR Sato said slowly with his hands behind his back: "Kun Inuyama, have you forgotten? My image is derived from you? In other words, what you have, what soul, consciousness, etc., is completely useless to me. I know you very well, and what I need is not something with actual value. What I want is [value] itself, because I am a businessman. This Mr. Ajian is enough for me."
"But..." Inuyama Heita wanted to say something else, but was interrupted by Ajian.
"There is no time, Inuyama." Ajian smiled and said, "Don't forget, I've been a ghost long ago. I've died once, and it's impossible for me to die a second time. I've stayed downstairs of the office for so many years. It was you and Brother Yi who awakened me from my obsession. During this period, I lived a fulfilling life...
By the way, let me tell you one thing. In fact, when I saw the sequel to the game taken out by Qizou, I could already become a Buddha. The game I had not played was the most exciting thing. But I didn't do that because I was worried about you and Brother B. I have been waiting for this moment to allow me to play my best value. ”
Hirata Inuyama's lips were trembling: "...Mr. Ajian!"
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"You can help me finish that game..." As soon as Ajian finished speaking, he was swallowed by the black water that emerged from MR Sato's feet.
"Ajian!!!" Inuyama Heita looked at MR Sato with hatred: "Give him back to me...return it back!"
He rushed towards MR Sato.
"Oh, this is not possible." MR Sato kept a strange smile and snapped his fingers: "Inuyama, you should take good care of yourself first..."
"——After all, I only promised Mr. Ajian to help you deal with that woman's despair. You still need to face your own despair."
MR Sato disappeared, and the lingering sound of his words lingered in Hirata Inuyama's ears. As the fingers sounded, Hirata Inuyama was surprised to find that he had appeared in the building in the nightmare of childhood again. He was still as thin and short as he was at the time.
But at this moment, Hita Inuyama became firmer. He looked up at the tall figures in the distance of the corridor and murmured:
"This time, I will defeat them, Mr. Ajian."
As he said that, the short and thin little ghost walked firmly towards the shadows.
(This chapter ends)